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The Breast Kink Meme

You know what are awesome? Breasts. There. That's it. That's the meme. It's celebrating how titillating, how wonderful, how downright fun breasts can be in the right, uhm, hands. Come - but not too soon - and try out a multitude of kinks involving those wonderful things on your or your partners chests.

HOW TO PLAY

-Comment with your character. Put your preferences and all that good stuff.
-Obviously, dudes are welcome in this meme, as well.
-Reply to others.

PROMPTS

BIG: The ideal of feminine beauty...unless they draw too much attention.
FLAT CHEST: Anything more than a handful is a waste!
TIT FUCK: Also known as paizuri. Do I need to draw you a diagram of what does on here.
GROPING: Just hands-on fun.
MOUTH: Kissing, licking, suckling, all that good fun.
NIPPLES: Focus on those little nubs.
PIERCING: The actual action of piercing or someone already having it done.
LACTATION: Due to pregnancy or otherwise induced.
HUMILIATION: Making fun of someone for their breast size or lack thereof.
BREAST ENVY: Why can't you have their boobs?
EXPANSION: Like plastic surgery, only less invasive. Maybe.
BDSM: Any kind of purposeful injury, shibari, or other restraints.
WILDCARD

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[I'd prefer it if you'd start, if that really is okay.]

[ To start off, to say that one has an expertise in this field would be a very strange claim to make. Which is why, frankly, Masaomi Kida usually doesn't. He's not a genius by any stretch of the imagination, but he does have a unique set of talents, a unique set of knowledge, and generally just a fair bit of luck that he's sometimes called in to help out with obtuse problems, see if he can't help with them. Apparently, this is one such instance. And frankly speaking, this one was one the young man was actually somewhat excited to see through, in a very base sort of way. Apparently a spell had caused some bodily changes in a key member of the X-Men, and he was being asked to look into it, assess what was going on, and see if he couldn't fix it, or at least help direct them to someone who could.

A daunting tax, really.

But it's more the knowledge of who it was he was supposed to help out that had him moving at a somewhat brisker pace than usual where he was supposed to meet the woman. Storm. There wasn't anyone alive who wasn't at least somewhat awed by the woman, at least if you were to ask him (and, he presumed, many other people). He'd interacted with her a few times before now, but every time had just reinforced the absolute pleasure he'd assumed her to be every time. And while he was excited to be of use to her, he also was concerned about what changes might have been going on to have him called in the first place. He only got a vague description before now, saying he'd be better off just coming over and looking into it himself without getting his impression biased by something ahead of time.

And so, this was the room, right- Let's knock. ]

Excuse me, Ms. Monroe? Good for me to come in there?

[The latest fight with the Brotherhood had ended as quickly as it began once Storm had suddenly felt a strange sharp pain across her chest that had her falling from the sky, luckily Rogue had caught her before she landed on the hard ground.

Jean checked her over once they were on the Blackbird and heading back towards the mansion and apparently to someone who might be able to help with the sudden growth and other changes to her chest. The white woman fled straight to her room as the top of her uniform began to get tighter, her breasts looking like they could pop out the top at any second before she was safely behind her bedroom door.

The knock startled her slightly, quickly grabbing and slipping on a robe to cover her bare torso before she let someone inside.]

Yes, yes. Come in.

[ inhale, exhale. And with, plastering a nice and hopefully reassuring smile onto his face, the young man steps into the room. He closes the door behind him, and calmly walks over towards Storm, trying to take in as much about her as he can at a glance. What the issue might be, if anything is off about her, if she looks at all different from the last time he saw her. Either way, he makes to pull up a chair so that he might sit next to her. ]

Hello, hello, hello. Wish we could be meeting under better circumstances, but... that's how these things happen, isn't it?

[The smile on his face had her relaxing slightly and causing her to smile back as she tries to keep the top part of her robe closed, it kept parting at her cleavage with every outward breath because of her enlarger bosom.]

It is an unfortunate meeting Masaomi, though as you said these things happened and Jean and the Professor were hoping that you could help in some way.

Do hope you believe me when I say we should so this more often. It's always a true pleasure to be face to face with a living legend.

[ huh... that robe does not seem to be fitting her well though. That could be the issue ]

Hopefully our next meeting won't be because someone's hurt or cursed and I'm really not a legend.

[Storm's cheeks were flushing a light pink from his compliment as the silk fabric moved a little further across her chest, exposing more of her mound through the gap and only seemingly stopping because of her erect nipples.]

I'll second half of that, at least. [ And now, he rocks back in the seat he's taken, folding his hands about his waist before he learns forward. He gives her an intent look right in the eyes here, taking in her appearance and, growing a suspicion about what exactly might be wrong. ]

So, not to head to business, but you're not hurt, are you?

It did hurt a little when I was hit but now the area is more sensitive than painful.

[Storm was having a hard time keeping her hands in her lap and not touching herself, explore what had changed as it was very tempting to just place her hands over her enlarged mounds.]

Good, good. I wouldn't have wanted for us to just be talking when you're in pain. [ But that still means she's uncomfortable. He tilts his head somewhat, and then, ] That said, I don't really know all the details yet. Could you explain what you got hit with and what the experience's been like so I can know how we're working?

You haven't spoken to Jean or the Professor about this? [The blush on her cheeks reddens a little further, not really wanting to explain what had happened herself but it looked like she had no choice this time round.]

I wasn't close enough to hear the spell - if that's what it was - being cast, I just felt like someone or something had hit me in the chest, it was then that it hurt but once on our way back the pain disappeared and the top of my uniform across my chest slowly became too tight instead.

[ He shakes his head. It wasn't 100% true. He did speak with Jean, briefly, and she informed her of the rough outline of the situation. But, in order to best determine how to manage things went down... well, he could have gotten a vision of it through Jean's eyes, but no doubt Jean was not playing attention to Storm perfectly. They could do some sort of memory transplant thing, but that would be even more invasive than this. Frankly, he'd rather hear it from Ororo herself, so that he might be able to hear how it felt for her and what she might think it is. After all, sometimes belief matters as much as fact with certain curse-y things. ]

So the pain vanished over time. How would you say it was initially - tender, burning? Sharp?

[ And he tries to keep an academic face - to be fair, he manages it okay - as he looks down from her face to her chest. It was a necessary thing, after all ] Did you see or hear anything else than the feeling?

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